With the next letter finished and on its way, Master Hand decided his next break would be short. He was feeling more confident with writing letters, and decided that keeping up the momentum for a bit would be a good idea.
With the current attractions still being finished, there wasn't much that he needed to attend to. Any Miis under his employment that weren't hard at work were preoccupied with planning out any projects that they would be making (with his approval and aid). Right now, there wasn't much for him to do, except take a look at how things were progressing in a few other places.
He decided that the first view would be a simple one of the Miis setting up some stands and other attractions in the location where others would be staying in local hotels, seeing the fights happen firsthand. it was always interesting to see what they could come up with on their own.
For years, the Miis had been outdoing him in celebration of the Super Smash Bros. Tournament, and it was clear to see all of the dedication and careful planning that went into everything. The small street section alone had restaurants with special deals going on, alongside food stands selling treats completely different to anyone else. Local rides had been prepared, and were set up like clockwork, with the myriad of lined and varrying rides fitting perfectly in place. Small vendors of various goods made use of every space that they had, filling up any open space they could find.
The whole thing was so incredibly well organized, from years of experience setting up, and making sure that businesses wouldn't step on each others toes. Everyone could make their money, the guests wouldn't have to deal with any major traffic, and everyone could still have a blast watching the tournament, with the inevitable monitors set up to watch the battles from afar.
To think that it was only a small glimpse of the hard work being put into anything.
Feeling generous towards himself, Master Hand decided to take time to check out a vital part of the upcoming tournament. Pressing a switch on his desk, Master Hand flipped the feed on the screen to the inside of a facility with a few Mii Scientists wearing lab coats and observing some complex equations on various screens. While he personally couldn't understand the formulas himself, he was well aware of their purpose.
They were meant to keep track of the world's where the various Smash characters came from. That was the entire purpose of the Cross Connection Facility, to bring fighters. to this world safely.
While Master Hand was very capable of finding and grabbing participants on his own, he hadn't done so since the second tournament, and with that, he quit halfway when the CCF was made. It was programmed with the signatures of different worlds, and allowed the Fighters to be tracked down quickly. With so many fighters coming around this time, it was vital that it was working in perfect order. When it didn't... strange things happened.
In a lesser case, the machine could have some issues with where to bring fighters into his own world. This occurred during the third tournament, however, Master Hand always liked to give the fighters some time in advanced to enjoy themselves to get used to the world, and travel to some of the various locations. Finding them could be annoying in some cases, and it was the third tournaments events occurring after that led to any trouble.
A more major case was recalled by Master Hand... and it was a very painful recollection.
He had been having a discussion with his oh so very... 'enthusiastic' brother Crazy Hand, who was arguing about what fighters to bring in. The argument got a bit heated, and the God of Chaos slashed into some machinery, causing a portal to open up and suck them into Dreamland. Fortunately, no one else was thrown in with them.
Unfortunately, they happened to run into Kirby, and unknowingly blocked his path. With Crazy Hand's lack of self control, the three of them were forced to battle each other, with the pink puffball victorious. While he had learned how vital it was to be careful with multidimensional travelling equipment, he only wished it wasn't such a painful lesson.
This brought Master Hand back to writing his letter to the next Smash Fighter, Kirby himself. While he had always had a bit of difficulty writing to everyone, kirby was the one Fighter that made him the most anxious. He had a feeling that Kirby would accept, he was just worried about how sure Dreamland's Hero was of his decision.
During the first tournament, Master Hand hadn't had any actual experiences with any of the competitor's until they arrived. He got to know them afterwards, including Kirby, who he discovered had a very young mindset. Not similar to Ness, or Toon Link, as they still registered some of the more complex things going on around them. Kirby was more like a baby than he was a child, and this made Master Hand fairly concerned about writing a letter just right for him. He would have to make sure to consider Kirby's impulsive nature into this as well.
However, Master Hand knew that Kirby also wasn't a fool, he just had a very straightforward thought process. It could never become a problem, and in his own way, Kirby could be very clever, despite his fairly impulsive nature. His stress came from whether or not he fully understood the implications of what was happening. Every time a tournament happened, fighters were brought into... something of a nexus, positioned for easy reach of multiple universes he could reach to recruit fighters (and occasionally explore more far off ones for fighters, as well as potential guests). It was hard for anyone besides him to truly comprehend the scale of this, but Master Hand suspected that most had an idea. To Kirby, this was just meeting friends, and fighting for fun, nothing more.
There was also the matter of the Subspace Emissary. Master Hand would be doing everything in his power to prevent such an incident from repeating... but he knew some may not feel totally comfortable after what had happened. He wanted to make sure everyone thought over their decision with plenty of time to spare, which was why he gave each fighter a month to think over their entry.
He hovered over his desk, contemplatively. He wanted Kirby to feel like he had a choice, but he also wanted to make sure he was aware of the dangers, without making it seem like he was trying to push the Hero from joining with his friends. He could barely speak a word, but at the same time, he constantly made the choice to save his own world, even if his actions could be a bit misguided...
Releasing a long sigh, the God of Order decided that whether it was a minute or a millenia, just contemplating what he would do would lead nowhere. He decided he would start drafting letters, and when he felt all of the words properly fell into place, he would send it out. It would be a letter that's easy to understand, but nothing dumbed down. Master Hand started writing his mind set on writing an invitation just right for the Fighter from Dreamland...
Before promptly tossing the first paper into the trash bin.
It looked like it may take a bit more time than it seemed, but Master hand was determined to see the letter through. He would get a letter right, and Kirby would likely make the right choice. Even if he didn't completely understand more complex situations, Master Hand would hope that Kirby would be able to read into the message in his words, especially when the God of Order wasn't completely sure of how he interpreted his own text...
Kirby, Savior of Dreamland,
Your life is one that is typically filled with as much peace as there is danger, dealing with evil creatures of all kinds. You've travelled to many different corners of Dreamland for the sake of finding any villain's willing to do harm to you in any way, and stopping them no matter what.
In many ways, you are as heroic as any other brave warrior. You fight for what is right, and even when there is some ulterior motive, the end result still remains. You save Dreamland, and in the case that you make a mistake, you always manage to get yourself on the right track to ending any villainous schemes.
With all of the power you have, you never stray from what you know to be the correct choice to make. The abilities you wield have taken down almighty beings capable of destroying whatever they pleased, and rather than follow the misguided choices taken by others, you do what you see is right. Your path is clear, your decisions are pure, and no darkness can corrupt the light in your heart.
It's this very same light that has earned you the friendships you currently have. You, Kirby, are in one of the most unique positions any hero can ever be in; you've befriended both King Dedede and Meta Knight, both former enemies whom you've battled against multiple times in the past. While many heroes may hold a grudge or feel awkward when meeting outside of the battlefield (for whatever reasons), you don't give it a second thought. They were bad guys in the past, but not any more. They're your friends, your allies, and you are willing to do anything for them without a second thought.
As someone with both incredible fighting skills, and a near endless capacity for kindness towards those willing to live in peace, it should be no wonder that you are once again being asked whether or not you want to join the Super Smash Bros. Tournament once more. You have earned the right to stand among many others, whether it be as a mighty fighter, or as a close friend to those around you.
Competing won't be easy, and there could be as many hardships as there have been in past tournaments. However, like with any challenge you face, I'm confident in your ability to meet it head on and overcome it, so long as you wish to.
-Sincerely,
The God of Order,
Master Hand
P.S.- If you want to join the tournament once more, check off the box on the paper in the envelope.
On bright and vibrant world of Pop Star, the normally active abundance of creatures were just beginning to stir, as the sun rose up in the horizon. Birds chirped, flowers opened up, and the light of dawn shined upon the home of Kirby.
As the house was fully illuminated, the door opened, and its small resident yawned as he stepped out to face the day and find some breakfast. Looking around, Kirby was happy to see all of the tranquility around him. Animals were playing, bad guys were minding their own business, and there weren't any big bad guys running around causing trouble.
He smiled at the peace, happy to see nothing terrible was going on. With a safe world, and no stolen food, Kirby had yet another day off since he had defeated Queen Sectonia a while back. It was a lot of work, but seeing how happy the citizens of Floralia were when their former ruler was defeated made it all the more worth it... at least, he hoped they were happy. At the time Kirby knew Taranza wasn't as happy about the outcome, and for some reason, the Floralians seemed a bit solemn over their former monarch's defeat as well.
It wasn't something Kirby took much time to think about. As quickly as he patted Taranza on the back for support, the former enemy insisted that everything was alright, and that he was grateful for their aid in stopping Queen Sectonia. Kirby was a bit wary, but forgot about it when the citizens of Floralia comforted Taranza as well.
When that happened, Kirby decided then that it was time to feel happy about everything. To everyone else there, Taranza was being offered forgiveness for his undying loyalty to the tyrannical ruler of a meek populace. To Kirby, he simply saw people being nice and making friends with each other, and he could tell that things would be alright.
Kirby always had a very simple and straightforward view on the world. He was never one for examining the small or larger details of things, he just looked at things as a whole, rather than focus on any technicalities.
Such as how he reacted when he realized that he was standing on a invitation to the latest Super Smash Bros. Tournament. Kirby picked up the letter, and danced around with stars in his eyes. He didn't think about the grand scale of the battles, or how far everyone was coming, he just knew that it would be yet another chance to see old friends and make new ones.
As he ripped open the letter, tearing through the paper with the enthusiasm of a child on Christmas morning, he quickly skimmed over the letter Master Hand had written him. A frown came over his face as he sat down on his porch, looking closely at the letter to read over all of its contents. He knew Master Hand always told him something important, but reading through everything was a bit of a hassle. It was so long for him, but he knew how much Master Hand seemed to like writing them out.
Kirby just wished that he could make them a bit shorter.
As he finally finished reading through the letter, Kirby thought a bit about everything that he could understand. Some of it was stuff that he already knew, like how he always worked towards stopping harmful events from happening, and how he was really close friends with King Dedede and Meta Knight. On the other hand, he was very confused about what Master Hand said, about fighting his friends when they were doing bad things, or doing what bad guys did.
These confused Kirby because of how incongruous they were to his nature. The enemies hurt innocents, hurt the world, and hurt him, so it only came naturally for Kirby to fight against them. It was similar to fighting King Dedede and Meta Knight, or anyone else. When they wanted to be friendly, he'd be their friend. When they were hostile, they were his enemy. Nothing more, nothing less.
Kirby stood up, and started walking off to his next destination, and taking another look at the letter. Kirby thought about what happened during the last Tournament, how all of his friends were scattered, and their worlds were in danger. Darkness given form, mindless servants, fake copies of fighters, as well as real ones stood ready to harm not only his home, but everyone else's. Kirby didn't quite understand just how big the losses would be if him and the other competitors had failed, but he held a strong enough grasp to know that giving anything less than his all wouldn't do. He had to do his best, just like everyone else did.
Kirby's thoughts to the Subspace Emissary strangely brought out a brief smile, as he thought about how unified everyone was during the crisis. While everyone got along, the child-like hero felt an even stronger sense of unity with all of his fellow competitors at the time.
It was likely because of how all of their goals had lined up, into a simple, yet vital goal. To protect everything that they held dear, and defeat those that threatened what they cared about. With everything on the line, all of the fighters were united stronger than ever before. Just like Kirby's own drive, there were no unnecessary technicalities to what had to be done, all everyone had was what they were tasked with, and the drive to see it through.
As Kirby continued to walk, he stopped in place at the top of a hill, seeing a certain castle that reminded him of some of his most recent adventures; the home of King Dedede himself. Kirby dashed forward, excited to show his old friend his letter of acceptance. He didn't think much about the chance of another incident like the Subspace Emissary, because he didn't have any reason to be afraid. Just like Kind Dedede, Bandana Dee and Meta Knight were able to join up despite past issues or struggles, Kirby knew he would be facing any dangerous odds with very capable friends.
He was just that sure, in all of his child-like idealism, that the people he fought alongside once before would rise up to the challenge and do it all over again.
Well, this took a while. I may make a correction here or there, but overall, I'm fairly happy with this chapter. Kirby was a bit of a weird one to do, but I did my best, I like it, and I'm sticking to it. Any issues, or ways I can improve on writing any of these characters, don't be afraid to let me know.
I tried to play the simplicity route, since Kirby is depicted as a Hero with the mind of a child. Sort of like DK's, but lacking proper understanding of events going on. Still enough to get things done, though. It was the weirdness of writing this, and college, that put this off for so long, and I can only promise to do my best with writing these in a timely manner until classes end.
Anyway, I should probably be prepared for plenty more weirdness in the future. And what could be more wonderfully unique and interesting as Hyrule's timeline? That's right, I'll set up a Link for the next chapter as soon as it's done!